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# Awakening
"You shouldn't have done it."
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He gasped, withdrawing his hand and staring at the offending patch of wall. Much to his surprise, it was no longer the dull gray it had been. Instead, the symbols were all glowing a faint blue. As he watched them, they vanished, seeming to fade into the wall with no trace of their existence. The circles followed suit, leaving just the hand print in the wall, as there was a clicking sound from the door.
Slannon yanked the handle, half expecting the door to still be locked, and was pleased when it opened. With a final glance at the room, he walked through the doorway, emerging into a dull hallway. Lining the otherwise plain walls were a series of doors, much like the one he had come from, while at the end he could see light pouring from a glass door leading outside. Hastily, he ran toward the exit, emerging outdoors.
The landscape outside was foreign to him. His first impression was that of a small gray city, but there was something about it that just felt off. The buildings before him were dull in color, and seemed to blend together, in a way that made them feel almost like a facade. His eyes passed over the buildings, noting the lack of colors and signs.
Looking down the road, he could see a number of buildings that seemed more solid than the ones before him. Slowly, he walked in their direction, on the lookout for any signs of life.

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# Mira
Sphinx of black quartz, judge my vow.
The first building he entered looked like a waiting room. Chairs were arranged in a circle around a low table, and a standing desk stood off to the side. Oddly, there was no computer at the desk - or anything else for that matter. No magazines sat on the table, no paintings hung on the walls.